Monthly Archives: November 2013

Close Call: A Doris & Jemma Vadgeventure Cover Reveal

Well, here it is, the moment I’ve been waiting for. My alter ego, Eloise March, has written something exciting, fresh and fun — think Bridget Jones Diary meets The Vagina Monologues. And now I get to reveal the most amazing cover done by awesome cover artist and graphic designer (among other things) and dear friend, Sol Pandiella-McLeod. So, here it is. Drum roll….

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Close Call: A Doris & Jemma Vadgeventure is chick lit, or as they now say, contemporary women’s comedy fiction. It’s the first of a series of novellas, each one it’s own story but with the same characters — kind of like a tv series. So, what is it about? Read on.

Twenty-two year-old Jemma can’t seem to get her life in order. Her track record with men stinks, she constantly worries about getting fat and ending up a spinster at thirty, and to top it off, she has to be a bridesmaid at her most-hated cousin’s wedding. She feels like her life is over, until Doris decides to help out. Who’s Doris? Doris is Jemma’s vagina and she thinks more of Jemma than her own brain does. Doris is on a mission to save Jemma from herself, but is the task too much for one vagina to handle?

If you’re as excited as I am, don’t worry; it will be available as an ebook and paperback from all the usual outlets on 1st December, 2013. Visit the Facebook page or twitter to get the links when it goes live.

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Author Feature — A Visit From Tara Maya

I’ve been getting a bit social lately, and I’d like to introduce my second guest in a week! Fellow fantasy author, Tara Maya is joining us today. Welcome, Tara!

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The Unfinished Song (Book 1): Initiate by Tara Maya

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DEADLY INITIATION

A DETERMINED GIRL…

Dindi can’t do anything right, maybe because she spends more time dancing with pixies than doing her chores. Her clan hopes to marry her off and settle her down, but she dreams of becoming a Tavaedi, one of the powerful warrior-dancers whose secret magics are revealed only to those who pass a mysterious Test during the Initiation ceremony. The problem? No-one in Dindi’s clan has ever passed the Test. Her grandmother died trying. But Dindi has a plan.

AN EXILED WARRIOR…

Kavio is the most powerful warrior-dancer in Faearth, but when he is exiled from the tribehold for a crime he didn’t commit, he decides to shed his old life. If roving cannibals and hexers don’t kill him first, this is his chance to escape the shadow of his father’s wars and his mother’s curse. But when he rescues a young Initiate girl, he finds himself drawn into as deadly a plot as any he left behind. He must decide whether to walk away or fight for her… assuming she would even accept the help of an exile.

EXCERPT

Blue-skinned rusalki grappled Dindi under the churning surface of the river. She could feel their claws dig into her arms. Their riverweed-like hair entangled her legs when she tried to kick back to the surface. She only managed to gulp a few breaths of air before they pulled her under again.

She hadn’t appreciated how fast and deep the river was. On her second gasp for air, she saw that the current was already dragging her out of sight of the screaming girls on the bank. A whirlpool of froth and fae roiled between two large rocks in the middle of the river. The rusalka and her sisters tugged Dindi toward it. Other water fae joined the rusalki. Long snouted pookas, turtle-like kappas and hairy-armed gwyllions all swam around her, leading her to the whirlpool, where even more fae swirled in the whitewater.

“Join our circle, Dindi!” the fae voices gurgled under the water. “Dance with us forever!”

“No!” She kicked and swam and stole another gasp for air before they snagged her again. There were so many of them now, all pulling her down, all singing to the tune of the rushing river. She tried to shout, “Dispel!” but swallowed water instead. Her head hit a rock, disorienting her. She sank, this time sure she wouldn’t be coming up again.

“Dispel!” It was a man’s voice.

Strong arms encircled her and lifted her until her arms and head broke the surface. Her rescuer swam with her toward the shore. He overpowered the current, he shrugged aside the hands of the water faeries stroking his hair and arms. When he reached the shallows, he scooped Dindi into his arms and carried her the rest of the way to the grassy bank. He set her down gently.

She coughed out some water while he supported her back.

“Better?” he asked.

She nodded. He was young–only a few years older than she. The aura of confidence and competence he radiated made him seem older. Without knowing quite why, she was certain he was a Tavaedi.

“Good.” He had a gorgeous smile. A wisp of his dark bangs dangled over one eye. He brushed his dripping hair back over his head.

Dindi’s hand touched skin–he was not wearing any shirt. Both of them were sopping wet. On him, that meant trickles of water coursed over a bedrock of muscle. As for her, the thin white wrap clung transparently to her body like a wet leaf. She blushed.

“It might have been easier to swim if you had let go of that,” he teased. He touched her hand, which was closed around something. “What were you holding onto so tightly that it mattered more than drowning?”

LINKS

Tara’s blog http://bit.ly/12dFdNy

Tara’s Twitter http://bit.ly/162sCtE

The Unfinished Song on Facebook http://on.fb.me/1400mMq

Amazon http://amzn.to/15ciwYc

Barnes and Noble http://bit.ly/13yM5Dr

Kobo http://bit.ly/1aFhg1P

iTunes http://bit.ly/1baddhN

Smashwords http://bit.ly/17zK8Xn

Initiate is free everywhere except on Barnes and Noble (where it’s $0.99). You can download a free .epub version via Smashwords.

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Say G’day to Author Seumas Gallacher

Today I’m hosting a guest post by best-selling Scottish author, Seumas Gallacher. Please excuse his accent and sorry if you have to listen carefully to understand what he’s saying ;). Have to say, I love the book covers! Now I’ll pass it over to the man himself *claps in welcome*.

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If yeez don’t ask, yeez don’t get… Readers/Book Bloggers of AUSTRALIA, this ol’ Jurassic needs you! … #TBSU…

…in my acne-and-angst-ridden teens, pursuit of members of the fair sex was a lottery… in the Scottish Hebridean Island of Mull, we youths often entertained ourselves at weekends by attending  ceilidhs and dances at the local village halls around the island… despite not yet having reached the age of 20, Dutch Courage was much fortified with the electric soup (whisky…uisge beatha…the water of life… liquid seeds of hangovers)… quarter-bottles of Johnnie Walker/Lang’s/White Horse/whatever-distilled-poison the Scotch-liquor salesmen were then currently peddling to the off-sales shops appeared in rotation from sundry inside-jacket pockets…outside the dance hall area, of course… we Scots do have some decorum in our getting p*ssed… resolve thus strengthened, the ritual began… the asking-some-fair-lassie-if-she’d-like-to-dance routine… yeez may be surprised to learn that frequent refusal to indulge in toe-trampling with drunken youths was the order of the day (evening)… undaunted, yer bold Master Gallacher would go on down the line… asking… asking… asking… trying to appear less desperate than he felt… eventually some charitable wee damsel would consent to risk life and limb to clamber onto the dance floor… the lesson never left me… if yeez don’t ask, yeez don’t get… relevance of all this, Mabel?… fast forward to the present… the Great God Amazon Kindle has recently loosened the strictures on downloading in AUSTRALIAKindle is now live in OZ… another WUNNERFUL new market opens up for the self-publishing eBook brigade… which includes yours truly… time to practice what I’ve been preaching for the past couple of years… BUILDING THE PLATFORM… developing a base of like-minded souls to share with in situ from Brisbane to Perth, Melbourne to Darwin, don’t omit Tasmania… I’m searching for AUSTRALIAN-BASED READERS AND BOOK BLOGGERS willing to carry stuff on this ol’ Jurassic and his books… Guest Posts, Q and A pieces, yeez know the drill… any takers, please? I can be reached on seumasgallacher@yahoo.com  LUV YEEZ … see yeez later…

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

seumas picSeumas Gallacher was born in the cradle of the Govan shipyards in Glasgow in the so-called ‘bad old days’, which were really the greatest of days, where everybody was a true character of note.

An early career as a trainee banker led to a spell in London, where his pretence to be a missionary converting the English fell on deaf ears.

Escape to the Far East in 1980 opened up access to cultures and societies on a global scale, eventually bringing the realisation that the world is simply one large, extended village.

The lifelong desire to write resulted in THE VIOLIN MAN’S LEGACY, the first in a planned series. Seumas’ sequel novel, VENGEANCE WEARS BLACK was launched in early July 2012. The third, SAVAGE PAYBACK, was released in late 2013 with at least two other books to follow in the same vein. Ebook downloads on his novels exceed 70,000 to date.

Seumas lives in Abu Dhabi in the United Arab Emirates.

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